The live stream chat exploded with excitement. Previously, Amelia was in third place for local popularity, but now her ranking had reached nationwide recognition. The room administrator couldn’t help but marvel at their foresight. Contentedly, they looked over the signing contract for "AngelHall" and confirmed their participation in the competition. Every year, the platform selects the top ten most popular streamers. Those in the top ten receive monetary rewards, ranging from one million to one hundred thousand, and they also get the chance to attend the annual event in the capital city. Seeing that Amelia wasn’t particularly interested in these accolades, the administrator decided to click through and vote for her in all of them. In their opinion, this newcomer had a good chance of making it into the top ten! Of course, she couldn’t compare to the big-name streamers, who had established fanbases. But Amelia's rapid rise in popularity meant she was bound to attract attention, esp
Amelia’s fingers faltered for a moment, her gaze narrowing as she looked at the name “Jenkins?” **[What the heck! Saint Emperor!]** **[This streamer is awesome! The very next day, Saint Emperor is sending meteor showers! So envious!]** But it didn’t stop there. The system alert sounded again! **[Saint Emperor VIP Jenkins has sent two meteor showers in Harmony Clinic’s livestream, and 100 Star Rivers will be randomly dropped in the stream!]** **[I Love You: Oh my God! 100 Star Rivers!]** **[Night Eleven: One meteor shower costs 5,000. Three of them would be 15,000, right?]** **[Trying to Get Ashore: Shh, don’t speak, Mr. Jenkins is still sending!]** **[I Want to Be Single: Does pretty girl’s fan’s face hurt?]** In addition to providing substantial income for the streamer, meteor showers also gave the live stream a full-platform broadcast. This meant that anyone who entered the platform could see Harmony Clinic’s livestream! Moreover, the randomly dropped Star Rivers could tur
The road was damp and wet.It had been raining all day in LA.Amelia’s backpack was disdainfully thrown out of the door by the butler.“Miss Cromwell, Mr. Milton is unwilling to show his face, so I’ll speak on his behalf. Your biological parents are in the countryside and their surname is Cromwell. the Milton family once mistakenly took you as their daughter, but now Miss Mia has been found. I hope you’ll be sensible and stop contacting the Milton family.”As the butler spoke, he pulled out a card. “This is 3000 dollars. Mr. Milton asked me to give it to you as compensation.” “No need.”Amelia didn’t even glance at it and simply picked up her black bag.The butler looked at the young woman with disdain. She wouldn’t even take the money—was she trying to put on a brave face?Hmph, she didn’t even consider that the Milton family now had their own biological daughter. Why would they need her, a poor village girl, who was a total nobody?“Well then, Miss Cromwell, do as you please!” The
“Tomorrow at the community square, I’ll do the acupuncture.” Amelia calmly reminded, “Remember to soak the medicine bag. Don’t stay up late watching dramas; The lead role won’t die.” Recently, the elderly residents in the community have become so absorbed in a popular show that they have lost track of time.When Amelia mentioned it, each of them looked guilty. “We—we’ll go to bed at 10 from now on.” In the past, no one would have imagined that these people would listen to someone like Amelia. Many of them had made huge contributions in the past, and their identities had been kept secret. The community’s Director Noah had been eagerly waiting for Amelia’s return. Now, he finally felt a sense of relief. “Dr. Cromwell, I’ve been keeping an eye on your house, making sure no one got near it.” “Thank you for your help.” Amelia politely thanked him and handed him some fruit. Director Noah accepted with a smile. “It’s no trouble at all to help Dr. Cromwell. You’re not planning to
"Boss really has an eye for this! I’ll prepare the payment account for the Jenkins family right away!" Amelia's eyes were calm. "No rush, I’ll take a nap first, and deal with it tomorrow." Amelia’s biggest interest, besides making money, was treating all kinds of difficult and mysterious illnesses. A job like the Jenkins family’s was quite a good one. In fact, when it came to handling this case, Amelia was probably the only one in LA who could do it with a calm mind. Right now, it seemed like all the prominent families in LA were in a hurry. For instance, the Milton family had been pulling strings everywhere, trying to get their hands on a letter of invitation from the Jenkins family. Rumors were even circulating in the streets, claiming that LA had never been this lively in a long time. First, the richest man in New York was looking for his granddaughter, and then the Jenkins family came to visit for a consultation. Some gossip even suggested that the Jenkins family
"That's right, little girl, you should call 911 first. This child seems to have wandered off. I’ve been shouting for a while, but no one’s come." The old man was also advising her, worried that she’d be held responsible if anything went wrong. Amelia swiftly unbuttoned the boy's suit and moved him to a shaded spot. "Guys, don’t worry, I have a medical license." She pulled her bag and revealed a foldable medical kit. Opening it, rows of silver needles and surgical scalpels—long and short—were neatly arranged inside. Amelia checked the boy’s pulse again. "Stop!" The man in the white coat couldn’t hold back anymore and shouted, "How can you randomly insert needles into a patient!" Amelia ignored him, keeping her focus on the boy, counting his pulse and heart rate. The young man sneered, "I’m Oliver, a student from The Capital Medical University, under the tutelage of Dr.Adler. I’m not some ordinary person. You say you have a medical license? How old are you?" Amelia remaine
The first needle landed with a sharp *thwack*.The little boy immediately furrowed his brow, and amidst his struggle, it seemed he regained some consciousness, his small brow furrowed tightly.The crowd gasped. “He’s waking up!”Oliver froze, his face turning a mix of pale and green. "How is this possible…?"How did she do it?Just one needle? And the boy regained consciousness?The boy opened his eyes. His dark, round eyes were shiny and clear, his lashes long and delicate. He stared at Amelia quietly, his little face pale.Everyone widened their eyes in disbelief.The elderly woman could hardly believe it. "Little girl, you just casually gave him one needle, and he’s better already?"Amelia gently pressed on the site, checking the blood flow. Once it was enough, she used a cotton swab to press and stop the bleeding. "It’s not just casually sticking in needles. The specific acupoint and fingertip have the function of clearing heat and opening the orifices. His condition is heatstroke
Zhang Long, who had always looked down on ordinary people, didn’t realize that the moment Amelia lifted her gaze, the corners of her eyes changed.Arrogance, aggressiveness, and ruthless coldness.She casually played with the candy in her hand, then flicked her finger sharply.Bang!Zhang Long’s knees buckled, and he fell heavily to the ground!“Ah!” The sharp pain made his face scrunch in agony.Zhang Long struggled to get up, but he felt as if his entire body had become stiff. His words were trapped, and his hands couldn’t move.It felt as if he had been pressure-pointed?Amelia walked up to him, her voice calm: “As a medical student, you can’t even perform the most basic of diagnostic steps—observation, listening, asking, and palpation—and yet you make judgments? Being a doctor is not about elevating yourself above others; it’s about using your skills to save lives. You have poor medical skills, and even worse ethics. I accept your bow today, as a lesson for your master.”“You—!” Z
Amelia’s fingers faltered for a moment, her gaze narrowing as she looked at the name “Jenkins?” **[What the heck! Saint Emperor!]** **[This streamer is awesome! The very next day, Saint Emperor is sending meteor showers! So envious!]** But it didn’t stop there. The system alert sounded again! **[Saint Emperor VIP Jenkins has sent two meteor showers in Harmony Clinic’s livestream, and 100 Star Rivers will be randomly dropped in the stream!]** **[I Love You: Oh my God! 100 Star Rivers!]** **[Night Eleven: One meteor shower costs 5,000. Three of them would be 15,000, right?]** **[Trying to Get Ashore: Shh, don’t speak, Mr. Jenkins is still sending!]** **[I Want to Be Single: Does pretty girl’s fan’s face hurt?]** In addition to providing substantial income for the streamer, meteor showers also gave the live stream a full-platform broadcast. This meant that anyone who entered the platform could see Harmony Clinic’s livestream! Moreover, the randomly dropped Star Rivers could tur
The live stream chat exploded with excitement. Previously, Amelia was in third place for local popularity, but now her ranking had reached nationwide recognition. The room administrator couldn’t help but marvel at their foresight. Contentedly, they looked over the signing contract for "AngelHall" and confirmed their participation in the competition. Every year, the platform selects the top ten most popular streamers. Those in the top ten receive monetary rewards, ranging from one million to one hundred thousand, and they also get the chance to attend the annual event in the capital city. Seeing that Amelia wasn’t particularly interested in these accolades, the administrator decided to click through and vote for her in all of them. In their opinion, this newcomer had a good chance of making it into the top ten! Of course, she couldn’t compare to the big-name streamers, who had established fanbases. But Amelia's rapid rise in popularity meant she was bound to attract attention, esp
The barrage of comments was scrolling too fast, and Amelia was still helping Grandma Victoria adjust the mic. Grandma Victoria asked, "What are they saying? Should I wear my glasses to read it?" Amelia smiled and said, "They're all supporting you." She then looked at the screen and continued, "Thanks to ‘No Failing’ for the gift. Don’t let your guard down just because you're feeling better. Thanks to all the friends who followed my channel. As usual, we’ll be doing a live consultation today, three people, free of charge." **[Sister’s So Pretty]**: "Did the host really bring her grandma here?" **[Big Spender]**: "Another setup. Boring!" **[Sentimental Guy]**: "Host: ‘The script is ready. Let’s see how well I can act real.’" **[Pikachu Cat]**: "If you think the host is acting, check out yesterday’s replay. A medical professor was here. Thanks." **[Big Spender]**: "Is this really hard? Professors show up if you pay them." Grandma Victoria understood: "Is this saying we’re faking
The fish were too fragile—what did it have to do with him? Mrs. Milton couldn’t understand either: “Why is it that every time you go to the market, all the living creatures there start acting up?” Elijah, holding a meat bun, looked up. Mrs. Milton was changing his clothes: “Forget it, it’s just a few buckets of fish.” Amelia raised an eyebrow and glanced at the crabs in the corner, foaming at the mouth: “Grandma, I think it’s more than just a few buckets of fish.” Mrs. Milton immediately felt a headache coming on. She pinched Elijah’s little arm: “You! Hurry up and hide! Don’t let your Grandma Wendy see you.” Where could he hide? Within just a few minutes, Grandma Wendy arrived at the door. "Elijah!" Grandma Wendy, chubby and with her hands on her hips, was a force to be reckoned with. Elijah almost stood up but was leisurely pressed back down by Amelia. Elijah gestured: What if she bullies Grandma? Amelia shot him a glance: “They’re just old friends bickering. No need to m
Jackson saw how stubborn his mother was and his anger flared as well: "Mom! You’ve killed people with your medical practice, and this issue was finally settled after twenty years of silence. Now, you’re bringing attention to yourself again and dragging the Milton family into this mess, are you trying to ruin us?" "You..." Mrs. Milton raised her cane, ready to hit him! Jackson handed her a card: "Mom, you’re getting older, don’t be so stubborn. I know you don’t like when Mary talks, but she’s my wife, you should at least try to understand me, your son." Mrs. Milton gritted her teeth, her hand clenched in pain: "I’d rather not have you as my son." "Mom, don’t say such hurtful things," Jackson supported her: "That Heart Herb of ours, didn’t the Jenkins family return it? Mom, listen to me, my company is in bad shape, could you give it to me?" At this, Mrs. Milton’s chest rose and fell sharply: "I knew you’d come for the Heart Herb." "Mom, you don’t want to see the Milton family coll
"The popularity is really high, would you like to see..."Mary interrupted her: "Mrs. Ernst, I know your family is close to the old lady, but I don’t want to hear anything about them."With that, she tossed her bag and walked off, as though just being associated with Amelia made her disgusted.Mrs. Young nudged her friend: "Why are you even talking to her about this?"Mrs. Ernst pouted: "I was just trying to warn her, not to ruin herself. But she didn’t appreciate it."The girl Mrs. Milton brought along wasn’t simple.She casually did a live stream and ended up trending on the hot search.Didn't the Crawford family think about these things? How foolish.Mary was clearly furious as she got into the car: "That damn girl is making me lose face again. Why does she have to be a livestreamer? What’s the difference between that and begging for money online? She&rs
Carl seemed to have seen through James's thoughts. He twirled a bead between his fingers, his entire demeanor cold and restrained: "Order them, and have them sent to ClearWater Alley.""Oh! Are you ordering for the little doctor?" James thought to himself that it was fine, nothing too special, especially since Young Master and the little doctor shared a bond of life-and-death friendship.However, Carl then added: "Make sure the label says 'Boyfriend'.""What?!" James almost dropped to his knees.Mr. Jenkins remained indifferent, his lips slightly parted as he spoke carelessly: "With your tolerance, how could you be an undercover agent for the Old Master?"James: *...* Being an undercover agent? That’s not something he’d want. He really couldn't figure out Mr. Jenkins. Oh, the torment!At this moment, in the domestic scene, on the bustling commercial street of LA…Chris was b
Amelia smiled lightly: "It’s Grandma asking what you’d like to eat. She’ll make it for you when you get back."Carl also sensed something different about the little doctor today: "Grandma?"Amelia’s gaze didn’t change: "Grandma’s right here with me."Mrs. Victoria, who had been called out, felt a little embarrassed. She rubbed her nose and muttered softly: "I was just worried you might be lying to me."Amelia chuckled: "Well, do you believe me now?"Mrs. Victoria nodded, her face full of joy.People in the circle often said that the smartest member of the Jenkins family was Third Mr. Jenkins.Indeed, it was true. Carl only needed to hear two sentences before he smiled: "Grandma, what’s she been lying to you about?"He didn’t address her as "Mrs. Victoria" but, following Amelia, called her "Grandma."Mrs. Victoria became
Amelia remained calm and collected: "He’s on a business trip."Emma, who was now playing the role of an ally, added: "Mrs. Victoria, I can vouch for it. I saw him get into the car with my own eyes. That car was a beauty! Six million, you know!"Amelia didn’t immediately associate the six million with the Maybach.At the moment, she was busy texting her overly attractive patient.The message was simple: *Lend me a hand.*The patient: *???*Amelia: *I’ll explain later.*The patient: *Okay.*With the patient’s consent, Amelia finally felt reassured.Mrs. Victoria was still concerned: "Such a good match… Amelia, being with him, won’t it be..."Amelia cut her off decisively: "He listens to me."Mrs. Victoria smiled: "That’s good, that’s good!"Amelia was about to let out a relieved sigh